Beadle's Dime Novels No. 215: The White Hermit — page 79: what you’re looking at

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-_. yy, 2 aed = . _—" * sr. Ww ~ . ae « — ity Sg a ge ee PREPARING FOR AN ATTACK a “Would you betray me, Gerard ?” said the masked man, in _ a strained voice, with a wicked gleam in his eyes. “No, na ‘Think better of it. You do not know what the result might be if you were foolish enough to do thai.” : Gerard. fearing to arouse the tiger in this man’s blood, said no more, but stood under the shelter of the rock, looking — across the lake. Just then Chenango came out upon. the bluff, and cast an anxious glance toward the shore. Then 2 he retired, and they saw him no more. “ “ What do you think of the runner’s statement that he saw . a war party of the Oncidas upon the other side of the lake?” > gaid-Gerard, gloomily. =a¢ “T do not credit it. Neither would it turn me from my = * Yet that chief is more to be dreaded than any of the rest, because he has warriors at his call.” “T suppose so. Thanks to the fire, even if the Oneidas come up, it must be upon the other side of the lake.” oe " “Trne; but what if they have canoes? Itis nota long — Ee way from the eastern end of the lake to the island.” Saal “Barely ten miles from the point where the runner saW them. Death, if these cursed Indians come in time to break 3 ap my plans. This infernal tempest will be my ruin.” — ae “What do you think of the St. Regis notion that thisstorm 2 will last three days. They all tell the same story.” ee 4 “They ought to know. We may as well take matters easily : and wait our time. It must come, sooner or later.” Se 3 ~ During the storm they gathered material for rafts from the 3 | numberless logs which .were floating in the water, and on the =~ afternoon of the third day had prepared two, capable of carry-_ x ‘ ing their whole force. Night came, and the waves began to- a go down gradually, and at midnight the lake was ascalm ag if no tempest had ever swept over its surface. Only the float- ing logs and the blackened stumps standing in the burned for- est told where the spirit of destruction had been at work, When the lake became calm, though it was clear moonlight, the ty masked chief determined to make the assault. One raft, un-__ ft der the charge of Gerard, be sent to the edge of the burned ve forest, with instructions to make the assault upon the uppe ag Bi side at the sound of the bugle, while he came up in front” =< ~ * s “7 . ¥e ad , . . Z ae “ . - . i oon" _ aint *